When the men fall to the groundTheir rebel parts begin to poundThe brothers of the ancient clanServants of sacred landAt dusk they will raise their swordsTo honour the fallen onesThey will drink around the fireIn the forest of immortalityTheir freedom has been taken awayBut they will never ever obeyThe king of many liesIs the devil in disguiseAt dusk they will raise their swordsTo honour the fallen onesThey will drink around the fireIn the forest of immortalityWhen heroes fallTheir fight won't be lost foreverWhen heroes fallTheir spirits will live on and onWhen heroes fallIt's the rise chosen oneWhen heroes fallThe wind will blowWhen you hear the holy callSorrow will strike the kingHe will die before the springHis castle will be burnedDeath is what he has earnedWhen they return from the fieldAll their wounds will be healedRevenge has been fulfilledBattalions of evil they have killedWhen heroes fallTheir fight won't be lost foreverWhen heroes fallTheir spirits will live on and onWhen heroes fallIt's the rise chosen oneWhen heroes fallThe wind will blowWhen you hear the holy call